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Kenzie - Potassium - Nitrogen Zinc(?) Iodine - 39.098 + 14.007 + 65.38 + 126.9 = 245.385 Spelt = KNiZnI Sammie - Sulfer Americium Magnesium(?) Iodine - 32.065 + 243 + 24.305 + 126.9 = 426.27 Spelt = SAmMgI Ari - Argon Iodine Spelt = ArI 39.948 + 126.9 = 166.848 Izuku - Iodine Zinc(?) Uranium Potassium Uranium 126.9 + 65.38 + 238.03 + 39.098 + 238.03 = 707.438 Spelt = IZnUKU Katsuki - Potassium Astatine Sulfur Uranium Potassium Iodine 39.098 + 210 + 32.065 + 238.03 + 39.098 + 126.90 = 685.191 Spelt = KAtSUKI Shigaraki - Sulfer Hydrogen Iodine Gallium Radium Potassium Iodine 32.065 + 1.0078 + 126.90 + 69.723 + 226 + 39.098 + 126.90 = 621.6938 Spelt = SHIGaRaKI Dabi - Deuterium Gold(?) Boron Iodine 2.014 + 196.97 + 10.811 + 126.90 = 336.695 Spelt = DAuBI
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lil sista ari eating ur cheese
bitch share omg i love cheese
Chapter 08.
♡ twenty three
♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating
♡ cw / tw : -
“What do you want…” A tired voice came out from the receiver.
“Hi. And bye. I’m hanging up now.” You stammered out nervously, reaching over to press the ‘Hang Up.’ button on your screen.
“There is no fuckin’ way…” The sound of Katsuki shifting around in bed echoed around your room, “That you of all people decided to call me at… what’s the time?” He mumbled under his breath, “Two fifteen in the fuckin’ mornin’ just to hang up on my ass. Sumthin's up with you. And don’t fuckin’... deflect on my ass cause I’ll… fuckin’ kill you...” Katsuki’s voice trailed off, and it was obvious he was fighting the urge to fall asleep on call right now.
“It’s not a big deal I promise-”
“Bull fuckin’ shit. You called for a damn reason ‘nd I wanna hear it.”
“... I uh… Can’t sleep.”
You expected him to hang up. Call you an idiot for wasting his time. You expected him to yell at you, never wanting to speak to you after this.
You didn’t expect the silence, followed by a soft chuckle from Katsuki’s end which most definitely caused a fluttering feeling to grow in your gut. “And you thought? I’d be a good idea to call me? C’mon now babe, I thought you were smarter than this…” His voice was soft and breathy and holy shit that was so hot - call me babe again please.
You shook your head, snapping yourself out of the horrible train of thought you were heading down. Curse this late time and curse the idea of him laying in bed, the light of his phone illuminating his strong arms as he had one thrown across his face and - does Katsuki Bakugo sleep with a shirt on is the real question here?
“[Name]. You went all silent on me.”
“Huh? Oh right sorry- uh I can hang up if you want-”
“Nah… stay. I like you around.”
“...You do?”
“...Does it ever feel like I… don’t?”
“...No? I don’t think so?”
“Mmm… thought so… overthinking ass.”
“Shut up…” You sighed.
Katsuki’s soft breathing came out of the receiver. You looked over at your clock, two twenty three am.
“I might fall asleep soon.” You confessed, voice soft.
“Can I stay on the phone with you at least?” Katsuki’s voice whispered through the phone.
You nodded before remembering he couldn’t see your face, “Okay…”
“How was your day?”
You paused, back to this morning, arguing with him at work, smiling, going on patrol with him, laughing, making dinner and watching a movie with him, heart pounding.
“...Good…”
“...yeah?”
“Yeah… My day was good.”
Katsuki chuckled softly, “Hey… [Name]... ‘m gonna ask you now cause I know I’m gonna pussy out if I do it when I’m awake…”
“Hm?” You pulled your blankets over your body.
Katsuki’s voice came out mumbled, “...go out with me… please…”
Two twenty seven am.
"...okay."
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Fantasies / (t.shigaraki x GN! Reader) (Drabble)
☆ porn no plot
☆ cw / tw : Male masturbation. Thats it. Tomura jacks it.
Tomura really can’t help himself, he’s tried, god he’s tried to stop himself but he’s going fucking feral at this point.
It was totally your fault. Yea. Yea that’s right, you stood too close to him today, he got a whiff of your perfume and now here he was, furiously rutting his hand against his cock like a horny teenager. But fuck he really can’t help it. You smelt so good and shit your hair looked so nice, and your outfit…
“Oh Tomura.” Your voice would be sweet and soft as you’d coo at him. Tomura could see it now, clear as day, you’d grin at him with those pretty eyes and lick down his chest.
Tomura could feel his cock twitch in his hands and he shuddered, chewing on his lips. Fuck, the thought of you was driving him insane, he was going insane.
“Ah ah… focus on me…” you would dip your head down and kiss the tip of his cock lovingly, licking on his tip. Tomura would jolt, the mere sensation of your tongue on his sensitive cockhead would make his head spin.
And then you’d lean down and take him fully into your mouth and-
Tomura shuddered, cock twitching as he came, his cum dripping off his chest as a slew of curses spilled from his chapped lips.
Shit.
He still couldn’t hold out long enough to finish his fantasy…
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it’s so nice being fond of people on here :-) like yeah maybe we only know each other in a very limited way but i care abt you guys & hearing abt your lives makes me happy & i like listening to the things u have to say & i really truly wish the best for you all!!! sending my love from a couple states, countries, oceans away
mutuals i am politely asking you what color i remind you of
fuck, marry, kill
hawks, shiggy and dabi hehe
make me choose between two things
summer or winter?
who you ship me with
heh
ok so you hate me bc you picked my main 3
sighhhh 🚬
marry hawks, fuck shiggy, murder/suicide with dabi 😔
so this is hard cause they both affect me differently
summer most likely
who i ship you with?
aside from bakugo’s fuck ass and deku, i’d have to ship you with
either kaminari or sero i js feel like there’s vibes there
Chapter 06.
♡ twenty three
♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating
♡ cw / tw : Play fighting, talks of drinking
"Oi dumbass." Katsuki huffs as you look up from where you were seated on the couch, scrolling through your phone,
"Don't call me that stupid." You grin, tossing your phone to the side and getting up. "What's up buddy?"
Katsuki scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Grab the chilli powder. Top shelf. On the left. Far left." He instructs and you raise an eyebrow.
"Ordering me around? How rude."
"Not helping me make dinner? I think that makes you, the rude one here."
"I'm the guest!" You gasp, placing a hand on your chest, in mocking offence.
Katsuki scoffs. "Uh huh. Well my hands are full of batter. So if you would rather be doing the dirty work I would be glad to wash them and sit on the couch."
He grins, moving his batter covered hands towards you, making you shriek and stumble back.
Katsuki cackles, stepping forward and sticking his hands out, chasing you around his kitchen with his dirty hands.
"Okay okay!" You shout, sides hurting from the running and all the laughing. "I'll grab you the chilli powder!! Just please! Mercy!"
Katsuki slows to a stop and grins triumphant. "I won then."
"A draw."
"Nah I won that one."
"Nah I'd say it was a draw."
"You'd say wrong cause I won."
You shake your head and trudge back into the kitchen, reaching for the chilli powder and along with Katsuki's supervision, adding it into the batter.
"Thanks." He mumbled under his breath, rolling his arms, pulling a crick out of his shoulders as he got back into cooking you both dinner.
Your eyes stay trained on his skilled hands as they work, watching each muscle flex under his warm skin. His body looked warm - buzzing with blood and nitroglycerin… you wondered how his skin would feel under your fingertips and the palms of your hands.
"You're staring." Katsuki says in a matter of fact tone, snapping you out of your train of thought.
"Since when were you able to cook, Bakugo?"
He paused and turned to frown at you, raising an eyebrow at you. "Are you sure you paid any attention to me during highschool? We lived in the same fucking dorms for three years? Didn't I cook for the whole damn class on multiple occasions?"
You wave your hands in front of your face and shake your head, "Not what I was asking. Like- why?"
"Why what?" He mumbles, going back to cooking.
"Why did you learn to cook?"
"Why not?"
"Bakugo."
"What?"
You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow.
He sighs and taps his foot against the tiled floor.
"I uh... I know you won't believe me but I was a difficult kid to control growin' up,"
You snort and Katsuki rolls his eyes,
"Yea, real funny. I caused my old hag a lot of fuckin' stress when I was younger..."
He paused.
"I probably still do… all this hero shit and comin’ home banged up... ahem. Anyways. My old hag thought I needed a healthy outlet for the- and I quote, 'Crappy ass anger in you.'"
He shrugged, walking over to the sink and washing his hands,
"And she decided cooking would be the best outlet. I didn't care much when I was younger. Cooking... playing the fuckin' drums. All shit that would take me away from training to be the number one... but I can't lie..."
Katsuki sighed,
"It's not a bad skill to pick up. Especially when dunce face and the rest of the fucking losers, decide they want to eat something I cook for them when their blasted out their fuckin' minds."
He shrugged.
"'Sides. Why go to a fancy ass place, waste fuckin' money, gas, time and have the fuckin' media hound your ass when you can cook the shit yourself?"
And see the way your face lights up when I present it to you.
Katsuki shook his head.
Stupid Eijirou and his dumb romance ideas. Get out of my head!
"Huh. Never took you for a sap Bakugo." You hum, grinning when Katsuki pauses,
"THE FUCK? I'M NOT NO FUCKIN' SAP-"
"Eyes on the stove blondie! Don't want our dinner burning on us! That'd be on you." You poke at his chest, leaning in, your eyes flickering to meet his lips before you flash a grin at his flushed face, stepping out of the kitchen, and into the bathroom.
What the fuck.
What the fuck was that.
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT.
Katsuki gripped his shirt, bunching it into a fist as he tried to breathe, his heart throbbing against his ribcage as his other hand reached for the counter, trying to hold himself upright.
He could still feel your warm hand, pressing against his skin. You were so close, he could smell your shampoo and count the blemishes on your face and - shit did you lick your bottom lip too?
"What the fuck..."
-
"Oi! Stupid! Are you ready? Hurry up before I press play!" You shout from Katsuki's bed. You were curled up in your pajamas, one of his pillows sitting on your lap as you stared at the TV screen in front of you.
"Gimmie five dumbass!" Katsuki shouted from his bathroom.
If you had told yourself three months ago that you'd be sitting in Katsuki Bakugo's bed right now, eating his snacks and curling up with one of his pillows - you would've laughed, spat at your feet and probably cursed your whole family generation - past, present and future for even suggesting something so damn stupid.
But the unofficial "date" you had at the bar with him - it tore something down between you both. Maybe you never really hated him in the first place.
Maybe you said you did because you were scared of telling him that you didn't. You were scared of what he might've said.
You definitely hated that thought.
Regardless, it was obvious that both of you were slowly beginning to open up to each other, the snarky remarks lost their malice and began a sort of... love language?
Strangely enough.
Gross.
The glaces of hate had dissolved into glances of longing.
Yuck.
He had even held your hand, when you were much too drunk to walk let alone hold yourself up.
Ick.
His palm was warm, slightly calloused. But comforting.
He was comforting.
This shit is so fucking corny [Name]. Snap the fuck out. He's supposed to be your rival. Not your lover.
"You done spacing out?"
You yelped at the sound of his voice.
"Don't just do that!" you shook your head and placed a hand on your chest.
"Right..." Katsuki snorted, moving to sit next to you. "What did you put on?"
"Scream?" You shrugged as Katsuki reached over to grab a handful of your snacks, ignoring your quiet 'HEY!' as he shoves the food in his mouth.
"A classic." He says, mouth full.
-
"That was fun Bakugo." You smiled as he pulled the door open for you.
"Yea?" He tilts his head to the side and a small smile tugs on his lips. "'M glad... you liked the food too right?"
You hummed, nodding as he helped you out of his car. "We should do that more... only if you want though!" You stammered nervously, a warm flush creeping up your cheeks as you nervously scratched the back of your head.
Katsuki nodded. "Sure... Yea... Okay. Why not."
You nodded walking to your door. "Cool... Cool..." You cough awkwardly and scratch the back of your head. "Thanks for dropping me off Bakugo."
Katsuki nodded, pulling the front door of his car open. "Yea. Sleep well... Or whatever." He mumbled under his breath.
You pulled your front door open.
Katsuki shoved his key into the ignition.
-
"Chirst Katsuki. Pull yourself together." He groaned, tugging on his ashen blond locks as he shuffled into his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him.
Red eyes scan over his bed, the sheets messy and crumples, wrappers overflowing in the small trashcan next to his bed.
He was going crazy. Maybe he was dying? Is this what it feels like to be dying? Dying at twenty three - would you show up to his funeral? Cry and hold his body? Would you miss him if he was gone? Maybe he was going crazy.
These are crazy thoughts Katsuki.
“You’re going insane Katsuki. Snap the fuck out of it.”
He let out a groan, sitting on his bed and rubbing his hands over his face. “Fucking hell…”
Katsuki reached for the pillow you were holding onto the whole night.
Probably smells like them now.
Katsuki paused.
He lifted the pillow up to his face and inhaled. His shoulders dropped and he felt the tension leave his body. Was this creepy? Probably. But damn did he need this.
He sighed and flopped back in bed, curling up against the pillow.
And, pretending that he was holding you - Katsuki Bakugo fell asleep.
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Chapter 06.
♡ twenty three
♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating
♡ cw / tw : -
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girls be like "i know a spot" and then keep you in their hearts forever
Chapter 05.
♡ twenty three
♡ rivals to lovers / fake dating
♡ cw / tw : Drinking. Mentions of alcohol. Violence. Reader is hit on by someone.
Kaminari grinned as he pushed the door to the bar open. His hand tightly gripping that of his girlfriends he meets your gaze. “You and Bakugo go sit wherever you want. I’ll take this one-” He motions to the brunette standing next to him - who giggles at his antics, a soft pink flushing against her cheeks. “To get us some drinks.” Denki muses happily, nudging the girl closer to him with a quiet, “C’mon babe, let’s leave the lovebirds alone.”
Bakugo scoffs and rolls his eyes at one of his friend’s antics. It was irritating enough that Denki and the rest of his friends were all trying to play cupid with the both of you but the looks you were giving him during the whole car ride here wasn’t helping with their, “Shipping fuel.” Bakugo swore if he had to read more fanfiction of you both - courtesy of Mina - he might commit first degree murder.
And then there was Denki’s fucking questions during the trip to the bar.
“So [Name], what do you think about Bakugo?”
“Fake dating must be so hard. Why don’t you both - oh I dunno, start dating for real! Then you won’t struggle with keeping the act up!”
Shut up dunce face oh my god shut up.
And it really wasn’t helping that you were conveniently wearing the same perfume tonight - that you were wearing on the night of the gala.
The one that made him feel like he was drowning in you.
In your presence.
“Why are you just standing there?” Your voice broke Bakugo out of his train of thought, “You were the one that wanted to make our relationship seem more ‘realistic’ and decided it would be a good idea to accept Kaminari’s invitation to go on a double date.” You crossed your arms over your chest and Bakugo rolled his eyes at your sass.
“Yea, I did. And you know as well as I do, that this shit will help us in the fucking hero ranks. So maybe you should stop acting like such a fucking brat and let me take you out on this…” He caught himself before he could say the word.
A date.
“...day out.”
Bakugo finished, a soft red creeping up his neck as he averted his eyes.
You snorted and shook your head. “Nice save.” You grinned, punching him lightly on the chest. “C’mon. Where do you wanna sit?” You pulled the door open for him. “Oh excuse my manners.” You bowed at him and hummed. “Ladies first.”
Bakugo rolled his eyes and stepped inside, looking around at the bar as you followed at his heels. “Over there.” He pointed to a corner which looked secluded enough, he just prayed that nobody would disturb any of you.
It was annoying enough dealing with crazy fans while he was on duty, but it was even more annoying when he had to deal with them in public.
At least when he was working he could deflect the clingy fuckers under the guise that he was on the clock - which by any means wasn’t wrong. He was on the shift! People should know better than to bother a hero that was working.
But here?
It was fair game. He couldn’t push them away unless he wanted to drop in the ranks even further, and seeing that Bakugo was doing this whole fake dating shtick to keep himself from falling in the ranks in the first place - if he yelled at his fans he wouldn’t hear the end of it from his PR manager.
“You’re thinking again.” Your voice sounded bored as the both of you sat down facing each other.
Bakugo met your eyes and his eyebrows furrowed. “What am I supposed to do? Stop thinking?”
You rolled your eyes with a snort.
“Honestly? That sounds like a dream to be honest.”
“Ha ha. Very funny.”
Silence stretched between the both of you. But it wasn’t unwelcomed. It was actually kind of nice.
“I’m going to the bathroom. Dunce face and his girl should be back soon. Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone.” Bakugo muttered, pushing himself out of his seat and walking to the otherside of the bar, disappearing in the mob of people.
Now, by yourself you decided to take in your surroundings and listen in onto a group of three girls sitting from a table across you.
“So Kenzie. It’s a Friday night, any plans for the weekend?” The first girl looked at the other with a grin.
“I dunno Ari… Sammie and her boyfriend were planning on taking me to see him soon so maybe that?” The second girl looked at the third who shrugged.
“When Keigo isn’t so busy I think that would be a good idea. Your man does get a little lonely by himself all day don’t you think?” The third girl - Sammie spoke up before turning her attention to Ari.
“So… what about you and your man?”
The first girl grew clearly embarrassed at this mention of her ‘man’, a bright red blush flushing up her neck as she stammered out excuses about how she was unable to meet her “number one hero” that week.
A smile tugged at your lips.
So she’s Deku’s mystery girl. Maybe I should talk to him about her some time.
“Hey there, pretty thing.”
A sleazy voice calls out from your side and you look up. The man standing over you must be at least fifteen - maybe twenty years older than you? He was clearly drunk too, sporting a bright red blush and an obvious stumble in his steps.
“Leave me alone.” You mumbled, looking away.
“Awe c'mon babe! Don’t be a buzzkill.” He slurred, tipping his head forehead as he reached for your hand.
You slapped it away and glared. “I said I’m not interested. Piss off. Do you not know who the fuck I am?” You shot back, sure using your quirk on civilians was definitely not allowed, surely you could have done something here. Maybe scare the freak off or something.
“Are we having a fucking problem here.”
Bakugo’s voice came out strained as his ruby eyes glared at you and the man looming over you. He stared at the way the man tried grabbing your hand and how uncomfortable you looked.
“And who the fuck might you be?” The man stared at Bakugo, it was so obvious he was out of it. The whole bar had gone silent as the crackle and pop of Dynamight’s quirk in his palms echoed around the establishment.
“I’m their fucking boyfriend.” He hissed. People had begun to pull out their phones and record the whole ordeal. You yanked your hand out of his grip and practically scrambled to Bakugo’s side - seeking comfort against his warmth.
A familiar and warm hand was placed on your shoulder.
I’ve got you.
“Beat it bitch. Before I tear you a new fucking asshole.”
The man decided the hassle would be too much as he mumbled a half-assed apology under his breath and slinked away. The small crowd disperses, going back to doing what they were before the whole scuffle.
“Are you okay?” Bakugo whispered as you sighed.
“Yea… I got it under control though. You didn’t have to save me y'know?” You grumbled. Sure you were grateful for his help but he didn’t need to know that.
Bakugo snorted and shook his head. “Right. Under control.”
“I did!” You protested, a grin on your face. Bakugo chuckled. "Just... sit down. Idiot." he sighed, shaking his head.
"So rude." You huffed, sitting back down. "When is Kaminari getting back?" You asked, looking around for the other blond.
Bakugo turned his head and jutted his thumb out to a slightly buzzed Kaminari draped over his girlfriend's shoulder.
"Speak of the devil."
Bakugo grinned.
You grinned back.
-
The city lights melded and meshed together in a whirl of colour. You stared longingly out of the sports car's window.
You had fun tonight. With Bakugo.
It was strange, that was for sure, you never thought that you would be enjoying the presence of the Katsuki Bakugo in your life like ever.
But you had fun tonight, sure most of it was to just make the headlines and show off to the press but at one point, the thought of your ranking had slipped from your mind and you began enjoying yourself.
“Where to from here?” Bakugo’s voice was soft, and you snapped out of your train of thought, observing your surroundings.
“Uhhh… next left and it should be the third one on the right.” You mumbled as Bakugo pulled the car to a slow stop at the red light.
He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel, clearly deep in thought.
“What are you thinking about?”
Your voice broke him out of his train of thought and Bakugo shrugged. “Stuff.” He mumbled. “Did you have a good time?”
You nodded, looking back out at the window. “Yea. Did you?”
“I did.”
Silence.
“I’m sorry. For what I said.” You mumbled as Bakugo stepped on the gas, his brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”
“The night of the gala. I said I hated you? That was a lie.”
Bakugo’s grip on the steering wheel tightened.
“I don’t hate you. Hate is too much of a strong word. I’d say dislike is too strong of a word too. There are some things you do that piss me off but I wouldn’t say I hate you… y’know?” You shrugged.
Bakugo nodded, swallowing.
“I never hated you either.” He mumbled under his breath, pulling up to your driveway.
You paused, before turning your head to meet his gaze. “You didn’t?”
He shook his head. “Nah. You were annoying as fuck but I never hated you.”
A small smile creeped onto your face and Bakugo silently thanked his lucky stars that it was dark out, lest you see the blush that would creep onto his cheeks.
“Well then. Truce?” You stuck your hand out.
Bakugo rolled his eyes and sighed, reaching out for your hand. “Truce.”
You grinned.
Bakugo grinned back.
-
“You do have a bit of an ego though. Might wanna get that checked out if you wanna be the number one.” You shrugged, sliding your key into your door.
Bakugo stared at you and frowned. “You’ve got an ego too bitch. Don’t fuckin’ play with me.”
“Bitch??”
“Do you wanna go? Right here?”
“I’ll fuckin’ body you even in this outfit.”
“You’re so on.”
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reblog & tag how old you were in 2006
wait pause
are you a tomura selfshipper or a dabi selfshipper
i’m a whore so both but if i HAD to pick one it’d probably be (pls don’t make me pick it’s such a hard decision)
hawks
probably touya
(yes ik i’m doing tomura series but there’s js not enough love out there for him)
new chapter lore drop
ARII THE WAY I FUCKING CACKLED AT THISSSS 😭😭😭😭
“denki takes them to a bar oooh lala”
“i get hit on by some freak”
kenzie and ari mention
i love all of this omggg 😭😭
uhhh moot tag??? go crazy
katsuki’s bomb? no
bakugo’s flare? ehh
katsuki’s fuse?
kb’s aussie?
i suuuuck at coming up w cutesy nicknames
my friends r so talented. rb if ur friends are talented